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HERES THE MOVES IT STARTS WITH (2. Nf3, Nc6) (3. Bc4, Nd4)

THEY DON'T KNOW THEY JUST SEE THIS (4. Nxe5)

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THEY'RE GONNA TAKE IT ***\*******BLUNDER\**** (Nxf7)

BIG MISTAKE RESIGN NOW (6. Qxg2, Rf1)

YOU CAN'T SAVE IT (7. Qxe4+)

TAKE THE PIECE AND CHECK THEM (Qe2)

IF THEY OFFER THE QUEEN LET HIM (undoes Qe2)

SET IT UP AGAIN IF YOU GET THEM AND LET THEM KNOW WHO SENT IT (Be2 8.Be2, Kf3#) (checkmated white)

YOU KNOW THE BOBBYBO SHOW? DO YOU FOLLOW? (resets the board)

RELOAD IT AND STAY FOCUSED BECAUSE *loops*

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My name is Lieutenant Aldo Raine and I'm putting together a special team and I need me eight soldiers. Eight Jewish-American soldiers. Now, y'all might've heard rumours about the armada happening soon. Well, we'll be leaving a little earlier. We're gonna be dropped into France, dressed as civilians. And once we're in enemy territory, as a bushwhackin' guerrilla army,we're gonna be doin' one thing and one thing only... killin' Nazis. Now, I don't know about y'all, but I sure as hell didn't come down from the goddamn Smoky Mountains, cross five thousand miles of water, fight my way through half of Sicily and jump out of a fuckin' air-o-plane to teach the Nazis lessons in humanity. Nazi ain't got no humanity. They're the foot soldiers of a Jew-hatin', mass murderin' maniac and they need to be dee-stroyed. That's why any and every son of a bitch we find wearin' a Nazi uniform, they're gonna die. Now, I'm the direct descendant of the mountain man Jim Bridger. That means I got a little Injun in me. And our battle plan will be that of an Apache resistance. We will be cruel to the Germans, and through our cruelty they will know who we are. And they will find the evidence of our cruelty in the disembowelled, dismembered, and disfigured bodies of their brothers we leave behind us. And the German won't not be able to help themselves but to imagine the cruelty their brothers endured at our hands, and our boot heels, and the edge of our knives. And the German will be sickened by us, and the German will talk about us, and the German will fear us. And when the German closes their eyes at night and they're tortured by their subconscious for the evil they have done, it will be with thoughts of us they are tortured with. Sound good?

YES, SIR!

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That's what I like to hear. But I got a word of warning for all you would-be warriors. When you join my command, you take on debit. A debit you owe me personally. Each and every one of you men owe me ONE HUNDRED Dead NAZI SCALPS And I want my scalps. And all y'all will git me one hundred Nazi scalps, taken from the heads of one hundred dead Nazis. Or you will die tryin'.

Bon gros fils de pute tu vas arrêter d'insulter les BAGUETTES et la culture FRANÇAISE. Non mais bordel de merde et sacrebleu tu comprends l'importance de MA CULTURE ??? Sans nous tu n'existerais sûrement pas car tu fais sûrement partie des 198 267 pays que nous avons COLONISÉ. D'accord, je peux comprendre que tu as le seum que l'on t'aie apporté la science, le savoir, la bienséance, la fierté, la beauté, le savoir-faire, le savoir-vivre et le savoir-être.
D'accord tu considères peut-être que ma langue est trop compliquée et que tu fais partie d'un des milliards de normies qui ont écrit "Fr*nch 🤮" en se croyant DRÔLE mais non vous n'êtes que des pathétiques MERDES qui ont la chance que l'on vous aie épargné à l'époque.
Je suis un fervent défenseur de la cause colonialiste et je pense que la FRANCE devrait recommencer encore et ENCORE jusqu'à ce que vous aillez compris que NOUS SOMMES SUPÉRIEURS.
Si je te dis tout cela c'est dans l'unique but de montrer que tu te fais du mal avec tes blagues de qualité plus que inférieure. Un jour tu comprendras à quel point je suis d'une grande bonté et que tu devrais me vénérer chaque jour qui passent dans l'unique terme de me remercier que ton existence EXISTE.
Je veux que tu comprennes aussi que je ne suis pas un raciste, comme la plupart de tes blagues ou celles de tes congénères au QI moins développé, souhaiteraient sous-entendre. Je n'ai pas de soucis, moi en tant que personne normale, de vivre avec des "personnes" de votre acabit. Je considère que tout être "humain" a le droit d'exister (suivant certaines conditions mais c'est une autre histoire).

BREF, j'espère t'avoir fait comprendre qu'il ne faut pas détester les Français mais les ADORER ET VOUER UN CULTE POUR EUX.
J'espère que mon langage de Molière ne sera pas trop compliqué à comprendre pour ton esprit aussi développé qu'une fausse couche.

Fils de câtin.
Cordialement, Roby.

This song is like a musical nuclear bomb, it exploded my life and left me in a state of awe! Before I heard it, I was a boring slug, but now I'm a supercharged sloth. I used to see the world in shades of beige, but this song showed me a whole palette of neon colors that only unicorns can see. Listening to it made me feel like I was riding a magical rollercoaster through a cloud of glitter, and I don't think I'll ever come down. I swear I even saw a unicorn flying next to me, but it might have just been the effects of the song.

Thanks to this song, I realized that the universe is actually just a giant disco ball, and we're all just dancing along to the rhythm of life. I want to thank this song for being so good that I almost forgot to eat for three days, and I will never forget this experience, even if I tried. In fact, I think I'll start a cult dedicated to this song and make it our anthem. All hail the power of music!

You will never be Tinky Winky. You have no purple skin, you have no red bags, you have no triangles on top of your head. You are a nonteletubie twisted by drugs and British children’s shows into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.

All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Dinky is disgusted and ashamed of you, Poe laughs at your teletubish appearance behind closed doors.

Laa-laa is utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed real teletubies to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even teletubies who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a real teletubby. Your triangle-less head is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk teletubby home with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, non triangular, head.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight. You will not be able to smile like the sun.

Eventually it’ll be too much to bear – you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your name, which will not end with y, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a non teletubie is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably not tinky winky. There will be no bones a triangle on your head.

This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back. Over the hills and far away teletubies have come to play.

Oh yeah?

Let's start with Mercury, the smallest planet in the solar system. Despite it being the closest to the sun, it is not the hottest and is infact very cold at night. That would go to Venus, the next planet over, at about 800-900°. It also takes longer for a day to pass on Venus than a year. Earth is the one we all live on and is compromised of 70% water on the surface and the only planet with life on it as of current. Mars is next and has a mountain, Mount Olympus, that is 3 times larger than Mount Everest and is visible from space. All of the planets I have talked about so far were terrestrial planets. The next 4 I will talk about are called Gas Giants or Jovian planets. Starting with Jupiter, the largest planet in the solar system in contrast to Mercury is so large you could fit about 1,000 earths inside it and has a giant red spit simply called "The Great Red Spot" That has been theorized to be spinning for about 300 years. Then we get to Saturn, which has the most prominent rings of all the Gas Giants and the 2nd largest planet in the solar system. Its rings are mainly comprised of rock, dust, and ice and have a thickness comparable to the diameter of Saturn itself. Uranus is next and has less prominent but still visible rings. It is the only planet to be on its side, and it's theorized that some rocky planet about the size of Mars made it that way. And finally, we have Neptune. The farthest planet from the Sun and the windiest one. It has a spot similar to Jupiter's called "The Great Dark Spot" that is even windier than the Great Red spot. I hope that this was an educational experience for you and wish the best for you.


That was more than 100 words. Think nerds are bad now?

I AM IN RAGE AT THE DECISION TO LIMIT SCYTHER! ALL THE US GETS ARE THE GOOD POKÉMON! I WILL NOT WAIT UNTIL SEPTEMBER TO GET TO SEE A SCIZOR! AND EVEM THEN IT’S A RAID! AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF YOU’LL SEE THE LOWER CLASS SCYTHER! This is my FAVOURITE POKÉMON AND YOU DECIDE TO LIMIT IT TO RANDOM-ASS PART’S OF THE US? UNACCEPTABLE! Now go away and let me catch 600 Jigglypuff.

Id actually like to know what goes through the brain of a redditor that makes this type of comment. Objectively a joke stops being funny when its repeated constantly but your kind takes it to a whole other level making puns and run on jokes.

What do you do in your free time?

Are you a introvert? Do you think being introverted is a good character trait?

What kind of childhood did you have?

Whats your yearly income? What do you do for work?

Do you take any kinds of recreational drugs or drink?

What would you rate yourself on a scale of 10?

Do you watch anime, if you do is it the type that holds your hand and explains every characters thought as you watch it?

How often do you shower?

Feel free to answer these questions if you upvote this type of shit, because honestly you might be worse than the person who makes these types of comments. The commenter can just say oh im just karma farming because internet points make me feel like im worth something, but you guys actually find this shit amusing. Actually what the fuck is wrong with you.

Like bro what makes a person lower their standards so fucking far that simply switching a few words around or acknowledging that you watched the same box office film 10 years ago makes you think “HELL YEA BROTHER TAKE THAT SWEET SWEET REDDIT NECTAR”

Like if i had to choose to spend one hour with shit in my pants walk around a playground and try to avoid getting arrested or get strapped to a chair and forced to read these types of comments for 15 minutes, id actually have to take the first option. At least then id be graced with a original experience or a little variation the cop might taze me i might end up in jail i might even get handed a couple dollars from one of the kids. There are homophobes racists terrorists rapists pedophiles murderers drunk drivers alcoholic/drug addicted parents, and IMO your worse than all of them.

Please for humanity’s sake go to your bathroom bring your phone razor and blowtorch put your phone in the bowl and just burn that shit. once you have sufficiently destroyed your access to the internet, turn the water on and pick up the blade look at yourself in the mirror and ask “what the fuck is wrong with me”. I mean seriously question yourself, then put down the blade go to your neighbors house and ask that they connect you with a therapist and half decent comedian.

You couldnt pay me to laugh at that shit and i wouldnt be surprised if the person upvoting this type of shit is a lizard wearing skin. I hope this comment comes to mind the next time one of you fucking losers decides to make this type of joke or upvote it. In the unlikely event you do some self reflection and actually think of this comment ask yourself “do i want to portray myself as some knuckle dragging corny fucking bozo, straddled with student debt working at the fucking amazon warehouse because i decided a art degree would be a good idea”, or “do i want to do better”

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I sexually identify as a pigeon. My pronouns are coo/coue. I have begun my transition with feather grafts and a cloaca shaping surgery. Yes - my butt and peepee will now be fused into one large all-purpose hole. I am also a hermaphrodite, meaning I will get egg laying capabilities when technology evolves far enough to allow that.


I have sold my apartment for $660,000 and purchased a wooded plot of land in a rural area. My family has been very supportive and they've built me a nest. My dad called all his 16 brothers to help put it together in record time.


For the past 6 days I've been scrolling Bumble trying to find a pigeonwoman but alas I can only see men, women, transmen, transwomen. I can't believe how regressive society is. If there's a brave pigeonwoman out there on Reddit please reach out to me. We can raise a family together as we fight for legal recognition on Twitter.

Okay Flaming Dragon, fuckface.

First, take a big step back... and literally *fuck your own face*! I don't know what kind of pan-Pacific bullshit power play you're trying to pull here; but Jack is my territory.

So whatever you're thinking, you'd better think again! Otherwise I'm gonna have to head down there, and I will rain down an *ungodly fucking firestorm* upon you. You're gonna have to call the fucking United Nations and get a fucking binding resolution to keep me from *fucking destroying you*.

I am talking scorched-earth, motherfucker! I will massacre you! I WILL FUCK YOU UP!!!

To all you bitch ass niggas calling me sleepy joe, I’m wide awake nigga and if you keep talking, I’m going to pull out the magic wand and make you sleep forever. My glock got the extendo clip so long, you niggas would think it took a Viagra laced with forbidden spells. I got the eraser cause all you niggas some mistakes. We smoking that evil shadow realm, haunted kush so diabolical that will make your dentures get cavities. Nigga, we got that shit that will turn you into a supervillain. All my ops getting turned into that potion, that dark elixir, that codeine; when I put them in my cauldron. Niggas won’t see it coming when I cast fireball and set their cloak aflame.

Your obsession with Star Wars disgusts me. Only nerdy losers know the entire dialog of New Hope by heart. Real men watch sports. That’s why I can tell you the batting average , Jersey number, RBIs, and error percentage of every baseball player from the year 1902 and on. Because I’m a real man, not some nerdy Star Wars obsessed freak.

Are you trying to tell me that a little kid watching an incredibly traumatizing video during one of their first forays into the internet isn't going to get C-PTSD from the event? Are you one of those moronic armchair psychologist fucks who know nothing about the field but insist they understand how shit works, so much that they think themselves above a clinical fucking diagnosis? Do you seriously think that vets are the only ones who can be traumatized? /j right now or get your head out of your ass, this isn't the oppression olympics.

Everyone was telling me that I needed to have an honest conversation with my friend, so that’s what I decided to do. Unfortunately, I was dumb and we drank together before I told him we needed to talk. I tried to bring it up and he shut it down again and told me I wasn’t hurting him and that he was fine. I was gonna ask again but then he kissed me and I got distracted. I told him we couldn’t have sex cause it was making him sad, and he looked confused and I felt terrible and then we fell asleep on his bed (nothing sexual it’s just that we’re roommates and I fell asleep). And then I woke up the in the morning feeling so stupid cause we never even got to talk.

It’s dumb but I was worried he wouldn’t ever want to touch me or hug me again if I asked him about the gay thing so I stayed there with him and waited for him to wake up in case it was the last time he’d hold me.

When he woke up I told him I couldn’t have sex with him cause it was making him sad. He said he wasn’t sad but that I made him happy and it was hard to deal with. I told him I liked being with him but that we could stop but he said he didn’t want to and honestly I really didn’t want to either cause I never got to feel like this before. I told him he’s gotta be honest and talk to me about things and that I would do the same, and he agreed, so I think we’ll be alright. I’m gonna try to talk to him more when we do stuff and be more open about how I feel so he doesn’t have to deal with everything alone.

TL;DR: Talked to my friend and agreed to communicate more about how we’re feeling

I'm desperately in love with Alita: Battle Angel. I've literally had to end a relationship over it. Her soul is so pure and wholesome and she started an entire war over a dog. I've definitely had strong character crushes before, but this is literally making it hard to be interested in real women. Last time I went on a date I felt ashamed... Like I was being disloyal to her Please don't be mean

I care + I asked + smile about it + stay glad + W + not basic + skill + touched grass + rational + you rose up + no hate + triggeredn't + you got a life + ok :) + cool beans + not cringe + nice job + based + grammar good 👍 + you're good + GG + have a good day

Haha 69. It's funny because 69ing, or doing 69, is sharing oral sex with your partner; in other words, it’s giving and receiving oral sex at the same time.

Oral sex is when people use their mouths to stimulate another person’s genitals.

Oral sex on a woman is called “cunnilingus.” On a man it’s called “fellatio.” Anyone — girl or guy — can give or receive oral sex as long as she or he is comfortable with it and wants to engage in in oral sex.

Oral sex cannot cause pregnancy. But it can pass on infections, whether the person is giving or receiving genital stimulation. These infections include gonorrhea, syphilis, chancroid, herpes, hepatitis B, cytomegalovirus, human papilloma virus (HPV), herpes, and, rarely, HIV and chlamydia. Oral sex is generally less risky for these infections than unprotected vaginal or anal sex, but there is still some risk.

Using a barrier can reduce the risks. For safer oral sex, use a condom to cover the penis, or a Sheer Glyde dam, cut-open condom, or plastic wrap to cover the vulva or anus.

In reference to the sex position, "69" has become an internet meme, where users will respond to any occurrence of the number with the word "nice" and draw specific attention to it. This means to sarcastically imply that the reference to the sex position was intentional. Because of its association with the sex position and resulting meme, "69" has become known as "the sex number" in certain communities.